Chapter 8
The tortured teacher gave thanks at this point for the liquor she had drunk, for without its anesthetizing effects, she would surely have gone mad by this time. Her frantic body was quivering. It was nothing more than a mass of erotically tortured nerve-ends. Unceasingly the gang of little boys had kept up their oral ravaging, and for how long it had gone on, Kay had no idea. Nebulously, she was aware that now and then there would only be one or two of them at her, while the others took a drink of soda or even played tag. Dear God, it couldn't go on much longer or she would go absolutely insane! Yet, they only sniggered obscenely each time she pleaded with them, and whoever was taking a turn at the endlessly seething inferno up between her thighs would begin to lick and suck fiendishly until the convulsive spasms jolted again through her loins and belly in a paroxysm of agonized climactic pleasure.
"Oh God, please no more...no more . . . " Kay pleaded, trying to focus on the face that hovered over her while his hand lewdly stroked his again hardened cock. "I beg you...all of you...no more of that! I can't stand it!"
"No more of what, Miss Woodruff?" Paul teased, wanting to hear her say it and wondering if she were ready for the next step in the games they had planned.
"All this...the licking and...and sucking of my cunt!" Kay whimpered in a debased shame she had never before known, using the vilest of terms because she was certain it was what he...they...wanted to hear. She had to gain their mercy somehow and that was not easy with nine year olds on a field trip! But God, she couldn't cum one more time!
"Hey, Okie!" Paul called, making a sign with his fingers when Okie raised his wet shining face from between her obscenely spread thighs and noted the sigh of deliverance escaping from her voluptuously trembling body. Gee, she sure tasted good, the child thought. He should have tried this before! But now Paul wanted to go into the other idea they were supposed to do. He gazed at her firmly rounded tits that they'd all sucked into swollen hardness and down over the flat white plane of her belly to the hair-fringed area between her ravaged cunt-lips, which lay open now to expose the glistening velvet flesh they had purposely tormented beyond reason.
"Hey! I know what let's do, let's fuck, huh, you guys?"
Kay stared up at him, her skin cringing at the sight of his loins, his bloated testicle sac hanging menacingly beneath. He was giving her no choice, she realized. It was let him fuck her senseless or more of the ordeal she had just gone through! Then she saw the others moving in to surround her again, all of them with re-erected pricks except for Jeff, who seemed again reticent. Oh God, she thought deliriously, not all of them!
"Aren't you ready yet, Miss Woodruff?" Paul asked and when she made no answer, he signaled to Dan, who immediately started to drop down between her still widespread thighs. '
Dan said, "She needs a little more cunt-licking, Paul!"
"No, please, not that! I'm ready. Yes, fuck me! Anything! But no more of that!" Kay pleaded, raising to her elbows shakily.
"Okay", Paul giggled, as if her were answering a request. "If that's what you want, Miss Woodruff, we'll fuck you. Phil and I've been saving our whole load for this act of the party, huh, Phil!" Lascivious laughter passed between the two boys and then echoed among the others. Then Paul dropped down onto the mat beside her and stretching out on his back, his up-thrust boyish cock pointed ceiling-ward.
"Come on," he ordered lewdly. "Come on and teach me, teacher! Let me sweet little prick get a kiss and a lick before I put it to bed!"
Of them all, only this overgrown boy actually repulsed Kay and had done so ever since she made the stupid mistake of letting her depravity get the better of her that first time. Now she couldn't hold back the feeling of utter loathing she felt as with an unsteadily shaking body, the drunk-and-lust-sated teacher arose to her knees and then climbed astride his young legs and bent down over his thickly rigid shaft of hot boy-flesh.
When she subserviently grasped his massively distended cock inside her slender fingers, he raised his head to watch. She felt his hardness lurch to her tongue, a surprising sensation rippling through her belly at the hotly throbbing feel of it in her hand. She began to work the thick foreskin up and down over its bulbous blood-engorged head, finally drawing it all the way back until the moist spongy glans was exposed. Then she kissed it with timid lips, letting her tongue spear out to penetrate the slit of its glans opening and tasting the piquant tang of seminal fluid that clung there.
Kay heard him grunt beneath her laving tongue, and she began to wetly lick his sensitive underside, swirling around the coronal rim, her loathing and repulsion of only a moment past rapidly dwindling before the lecherous tingling a hard, blood-filled cock against her lips and quivering tongue invariably kindled inside her. She sensed an unbelievable tremble of excitement race up her spine as she licked her way down the thick shaft to his swollen balls, kissing them and coating them with the saliva from her voracious mouth, her own incredible desire building almost painfully in her loins and belly. Dear God, was there no end of her depraved hunger?
"Awwwww, come on, Miss Woodruff," Paul exclaimed. "Put my cock in your cunt! I wanna fuck!"
Kay smiled to herself over his childish way of putting it. They were still babies, all of them! Surely she could handle them once she sobered up just a little more! And now, she thought licentiously, all she had to handle was Paul's stolid cock! She sighed heavily and moved up over him on her knees with her white thighs spread apart, her full tits hanging and swaying above his young chest, her still moist and open cunt directly above the tip of his heavy young prick. Then with one hand she reached back between her legs, grasping the hard shaft to draw its head back and forth through the softly trembling lips separating her swollen, hair-lined cunt lips.
"Shit!" Paul gasped, thrusting his young pelvis upward uncontrollably. "Get it in for me, will you, Miss Woodruff?"
Again Kay had to smile and the smile strengthened her and her will just a little bit more. At the moment she was thankful for her lubriciously dilated cunt which their fiendish licking and sucking were responsible for.
Phil Kiley watched it all from behind, his face almost touching Paul's legs and Miss Woodruffs beautiful ass, his eyes gaping as he watched her place his buddy's thick cock-head right at the quivering , mouth of her distended cunt-hole, then push her asscheeks down onto it with a swoosh, taking the whole frigging thing right up inside her pussy on the first fucking lunge! He heard their teacher let out a heavy sigh and Paul grunt in reaction as she rocked back and forth on his turgid, bloated prick, then lifted her hips, her clutching cunt-flesh sucking and pulling at it only to plunge down again, this time with an abandoned circling undulation of her loins. For a moment, Phil was sure he would shoot off just watching the horny sight!
God, that was the thing about Miss Woodruff! No one guy was going to tear her up with his feeble cock! Like Paul and Dan said, she was too much, which was why it was such a good idea to team up like this and really get her going like they did for awhile. Gee, she had cum so many times her guts must have been ready to fall out. But here she was, right back for more!
Phil Kiley stared at the little spongy ring of her raised asshole, all puckered and brownish without a hair around it, but sure swollen and maybe stretched a little now from his and the other guys' fingers. The aroused boy stared, watching it bob up and down between the rounded white half-moons of her spread-open asscheeks and wishing to hell it was his turn next. According to the plan, Dan made the next move as soon as Paul gave him the signal he'd taught him. Then, his shot came with Okie joining in.
Paul now was clutching cruelly with his big hands at Kay's rhythmically dancing tits, squeezing and kneading their resilient satin smoothness while he lifted from the floor to thrust his aching cock up into the tight velvety confines of her gasping cunt hole. Shit, she was...she was too much! Her long silver hair hung down to graze and tickle his cheeks, and there was a smile on her face, a confident little smile that was drawing the sap right out of him. His balls churned almost painfully. He'd held his load back for so long. When he lifted her tits up and looked at her plunging cunt swallowing up his aching hard cock, he couldn't believe it!
"What's the matter, Paul?" Kay panted ever smiling down at him. "Am I too much for your little cock?" She had successfully taken in his big cock without letting him know of the pain it had inflicted. Of that she was very proud!
The big boy choked, his words bunching in his throat before he could get them out, and the beautiful teacher's smile twisted to a salacious grin.
Damn them! she thought. She'd show them who their mistress was, and she would enjoy the delights of their cocks in the bargain! But it was this big brute she had to humble first because he was inside her now. She calculated, however, that Dan was the one to really get. Once he were humbled then the others would be easy. For a moment there in the beginning, when she'd plunged down on the thick shaft and its rubbery head had battered her cervix, she'd had a moment of doubt. Paul was beyond the size she cared to have inside her sensitive hole, but now that the worst was over, the nudging and pummeling was instigating a delicious pressure in her belly.
"Okay," Dan suddenly spoke up, interrupting her thoughts and Kay sensed a spasm of apprehension at the sound of his voice. She felt another presence moving in behind her and automatically assumed it to be Dan. She sensed his hands on her ass, warm and caressing, then smoothing to her hips, the heat of his body evidence of his closeness.
"Wh...what are you going to . . . " she started.
"No talking when you're doing your work!" Paul snarled at her almost viciously. She recognized her own phrase, one that she especially had to use with Paul and Dan. She brought her grinding fucking motion to a decisive halt, a new trepidation of fear suddenly sweeping over her, but it quickly dissipated. No matter how they violated her now, any act or acts couldn't possibly throw her into the state of hysteria she had reached through their sucking and licking of her. Yet...Paul's withdrawal of his swollen cock from her cunt until only the tip rested at its mouth and the simultaneous presence of a second bloated shaft that had to be seated upon the first, both nozzles pointed and geared toward the passage of her dilated cunt, made her understand with a horrible burst of realization what they had in mind. They were going to double-fuck her!
"Oh, please, I can't take them both . . . "
"Ready, Paul!"
"Say when, Dan!"
Dan and Paul! The two biggest of the cocks present! Oh God! She tried to be happy that they were only nine year old boys instead of men, but it didn't help at all! "Noooooo!"
But they did it together, Dan clutching at her hips powerfully, destroying any thought of evasion she might have entertained, their pair of lust-laden cocks smashing up into her ravaged cunt like devastating pile-drivers, immediately stretching her open cunt with breath-taking shocks of agony that eliminated all sense of ego and self-respect she might still have enjoyed.
"Uuuuugggghhhhh! Stop! Please stop!" Kay grunted in her immediate agony. "My God! What kind of monsters are you boys?"
Paul giggled. "We're fuck-animals, Miss Woodruff! What kind of animal are you?"
The penetration of both their hardened pricks together up into her lewdly stretched cunt was more than breath-taking, it was pagan and she just couldn't answer! Where did these little boys learn about such things? Where did an idea like this come from? Never in all her experience had such a thing happened to her! Of course, she had never been ganged up on like this before, either! But when she had seen them coming at her, she had thought they were going to take her in the cunt and the asshole! But this . . . !
"Oh...ooooohhhhhh, dear God!" she gasped as they fucked ruthlessly and gleefully up into her. "You're killing me! You're killing me!" she screamed.
"I think it's great, Miss Woodruff. You ain't killing me!" Dan declared. "Is she killing you, Paul?" he asked with mock innocence.
"Nawww, I can take it, Dan" his buddy answered.
"Two of us can take it, Miss Woodruff," Dan explained with a chuckle. "That's two against one. You're outvoted on it!"
Then suddenly Kay could hardly comprehend the change, the weird sensations her tortured cunt was telegraphing to her brain, the never-before-equaled enchantment returning to permeate her body, firing her satanically against her will. She was insatiable! She knew it now for certain! Anything and everything evil and obscene, SEX was her fate and her forte! Her kind had been lost for two thousand years, and knowing it, she could fuck her hips and ass like a wanton demon down onto the charging and uplifted cocks scoring the sensitively responding flesh of her acclimatizing cunt.
But it was Dan heretofore the leader of the pack, who began to whimper, grasping feverishly at her hips and fucking his cock in unison with Paul's into her pounding cunt!
"I...I can't hold it, Paul! I...I'm going to cummmmm!"
Paul looked a little surprised. "Well, I guess if you gotta shoot it, Dan, you gotta!" But he looked just a little proud to be hanging on longer than his pal and he spat with extra contemptuousness. "Let the bitch have it, Dan!"
At the licentious thought of Dan's virile young cock ejaculating prematurely into her while the other continued to race on uninterrupted Kay moaned uncontrollably. The two shafts of hardened cock-flesh adjoined in her mind's eye like a double-barreled gun, and she fucked her salaciously spread asscheeks and cunt up and down on them, suddenly feeling the upper one jerking and swelling, while its youthful owner clutched brutally at the quaking flesh of her hips and began to chant; "Oh shit! Oh damn it all! Oh...oh...here it comes!"
The sobering teacher, still totally subjugated, felt it squirting from the tip of his desperately fucking cock in thick hot jets of viscous male liquid, immediately lubricating the walls of her over-stretched cunt with a welcoming coating that increased the sensitivity of her hole by tenfold. But then it was growing limp, almost pulpy, until it was gone, and the single thrusting cock still fucking up into her devouringly clasping cunt hole, the one prick she had feared the most because of its size, was no longer big enough! It was as if she were trying to fuck a baby-cock instead of a boy-cock. She plunged her obscenely dilated cunt down onto it with wanton undulating motions of her hips and ass in her effort to maintain the friction of his fiery hot flesh against the expanded sheath of her intensely excited cuntal hole!
"Oh God," she called desperately, "Please someone else put your cock in there with Paul's! Please, hurry!" she gasped breathlessly. The shocked Paul choked, as she bucked and strained on top of him like a woman gone mad, her beautiful face contorted in debauched lust. He clutched at her hanging tits cruelly, mauling them and biting their nipples as he smashed his aching cock up to meet her downward plunge, the fear beginning to rise in him that maybe Dan had underestimated her, that maybe she was too much for them after all. After all, they were only kids! He heard Dan now.
"Come on Phil! Get it into her!"
Phil knelt behind his pretty teacher, his blood-engorged cock like a throbbing poker as he gaped at the stretched swollen outer flesh of her cuntal hole and Paul's heavy prick pistoning up into it, all moist and glistening from the mixture of Dan's semen and her cunt-juice that was matting the dark hair of her pussy and smearing Paul's pubic area so it shone and also dribbling down his balls.
Christ, he hadn't thought he could wait much longer for Paul's signal, and then she had started to beg for another cock and he knew it was time! He was already steeling up snug to her, his hands on her hips covering the red welts that Dan had left there, his young brain a pot-fogged sponge, for Kay had not been wrong about their marijuana, of boyish lust as his eager eyes centered on the raised little ring of her inflamed asshole that was puffy and not quite so tight since they had finger-reamed it.
"Wait a minute, Miss Woodruff," Paul soothed hoarsely. "Here comes your other cock!"
"Oh yes!" the fourth grade teacher moaned, bringing her body to a temporary motionless position and obscenely thrusting her ass back by dipping her waist and spreading her knees wider, the absolutely depraved thought of two cocks again inside her voracious cunt inciting her wickedly. She felt Phil's hands on her hips, then the nudging of his young hard prick as it played in the dampness coating the entire area of her genitals, its spongy tip moving provocatively up and down the crack separating her gapingly spread asscheeks.
"Hurry! Please, Phil, get it in!" she hissed passionately, squirming her hips as if to help him. But then she froze!
God, what was he doing? She sensed his thumbs on either side of her tiny virginal asshole, pressuring outward as if to open the tight little hole! Oh no, dear God, she was too sore there from their finger-fucking!
"Oh, please, not there! Don't! I can't...not with the other one in my cunt!" The lovely teacher pleaded, fear knotting her belly at the though of the smaller boy trying to sodomize her while Paul fucked into her still wanting cunt. Putting them both into her cunt was one thing, she had already discovered its amazing capacity, but this outrageous obscenity would split her apart!
Paul, feeling newly in command of the pack because of his proven prowess today, became surly and even mean in his new-found pride. "Hold still, you cock-eating bitch!" he spat up at her, clutching and twisting her slightly bruised tits viciously.
"Aaaaaggggghhhhh," Kay whimpered from the pain of his cruelly pinching hands, and then she felt the hardened head of Phil's rigid cock pressuring against the once tight ring of her asshole, which his thumbs were spreading open! God, at that frightening moment it was difficult to believe they were just nine year old boys, boys that once she had seduced and enjoyed to the tune of her own perverted pleasure. She felt Phil strain forward. His cock-head was worming its slow way up into her deeply rubbery asshole and she chilled with natural terror lest it get in!
"Oh, God...please, no!" she whimpered painfully, trying to squirm free of the blunt, agonizing intrusion into her helplessly resisting rectum. But they clung to her mercilessly, Phil pressing ever forward as she clenched her tear-filled eyes tightly shut. Then the tense elastic nether-ring gave way before the relentless pressure, letting the smooth turgid head of his stiff cock pop salaciously into the rubbery hole. She felt his young hands move to her thighs, his fingers gouging into her tender trembling flesh, and she gritted her teeth to help her bear the pain.
"How does that feel, Miss Woodruff?" Paul taunted, leering contemptuously up at her as he continued to knead her swollen and sore tits and fucked his big cock up into her tortured cunt with a grinding circular hip action. "My pa says they stuck a hot poker up into the ass of some king in England once," Paul said, "Did you know that, Miss Woodruff?"
"Oooohhhhh! Aaaaauuuugggghhhhhh! Stop...oh stop! You're killing me!" Kay half screamed, her face twisted grotesquely from the torment.
"Anyhow, he died, my Pa said," Paul finished his story as though he couldn't hear her yelling.
"You...you wicked little bastard!" she wailed back at Phil, straining her neck to look at his grin as he clutched sadistically at her thighs, worming his rigid cock slowly up into her warm rubbery hole without respite. Paul hauled her down against his chest, forcing her asscheeks higher into the air to help Phil's cock push into and fuck her there, its throbbing head plowing the spongy clinging flesh before it. Finally, with one last furious fuck that flattened her ass-moons against his pelvis, he had driven the length of if up into her desperately tortured hole!
The pain was so overwhelming, Kay gasped for breath, hardly able to think. She would never be the same after this fiendish ravaging of her genitals. Even the effects of the huge martini were no longer of any use to her, and the slightest move she made only impaled her rectal cavern deeper. She tried to hold herself to a deathly stillness as both boys began to saw in and out of her still moist cuntal and rectal holes, in and out, in and out, until she began to sense the thickness of their hot shafts rubbing against each other, separated only by the fleshy thin membrane between her filled cunt and abused ass!
"Uuuuunnnnnggggggg! Oh Godddddd!" she moaned helplessly, the incredible torment oddly becoming weirdly pleasurable. She began to move back and down with her seethingly stretched passages in paradoxical response to their plunging young fucking hard cocks!
Pain had suddenly become joy to Kay in her totally lust-corrupted state, and for the thousandth time, she reasoned vaguely, she had plumbed new depths of perverted degradation! God, there was no limit to the dregs of debauched obscenities to which her lecherous passion would subject her!
"Fuck it into her, Phil" Paul encouraged. "Make the teasing bitch taste it up in her limitless throat!"
As she felt the swollen intrusion thrusting solidly up into her abused rectum, chafing and rubbing to a prurient hotness in its tender recess, Kay didn't try to restrain the groans of masochistic passion pouring from her lips. She felt Phil's hands gripping her wriggling hips again with an eager pressure as he sawed and drubbed into her hotly gripping ass, the sweet pain going on and on, each vicious fuck raising a throaty gasp from her that filled the otherwise quiet gymnasium. She stared unseeingly though she was conscious of Paul's big hands evilly twisting and taunting the fullness of her still dancing tits while his cohort fucked between her upraised asscheeks with longer and smoother strokes, cramming the entire length of his hard boyish cock right up her asshole until she could feel his youthfully bloated balls slapping each time against the stretched cock-stuffed mouth of her filled cunt.
"How do you like your lesson, teacher? Had enough yet?" Paul asked from beneath her. He squeezed unceasingly and tormented her lush tits, twisting their distended nipples harshly. Then, with an unexpected shattering lurch, he drove his bigger cock upward into her splayed cunt to stab at the underside of her belly, forcing low whimper to escape her throat. "I guess you'll always remember our nudie party, won't you, Miss Woodruff?"
Kay felt like laughing down into his young face. Oh, she would remember it all right, but only because of the vile forbidden bliss it was bringing her, being raped by five nine year old cocks that had fucked into every opening of her sensuously insatiable body! Yes, she would remember it all right, and so would they, for the rest of their lives!
Little Okie watched the progress of the orgy with lewd fascination, dropping to his knees beside Phil and staring in mesmerized excitement while he stroked his own resurrected and hardened cock. Phil's sodomizing prick was racing hotly up into Miss Woodruffs obscenely stretched rectum while Paul's loins plunged furiously in and out of her moistly clinging cunt with powerful fucking thrusts. Both of them were working like a schooled team that tossed her between them, and she was moaning continuously at the crazy wild fucking they were giving her.
Paul was so goddamned wrapped up in his fucking that he'd forgotten what the plan was, but Okie couldn't wait any longer. Still, he didn't want to get the big boy uptight with him either . . .
Okie kneed his way up to where his overgrown buddy was straining lustily and stroking Miss Woodruff's bruised tits. He asked timidly, "Is it time now?"
But it was Kay herself who turned her beautiful wantonly distorted face toward him and said, "Co...come here, little darling! Bring that sweet boy-cock over here to me!"
Jeff Conner, from his objective position in one corner, couldn't believe it. After all they had put her through, she was still asking for more! He dropped his jaw as he watched her hold out a hand to Okie, and all the while the raging stalks of boy-cock fucked into her lewdly responding lower holes. She met their fucking stroke for stroke as if the party had just begun!
"Just go ahead!" Paul rasped to Okie. "Do what Miss Woodruff told you!"
Miss Woodruff again! Jeff groaned inwardly. Not bitch or cock-eater like Paul had planned, but Miss Woodruff! Crud, whose show was this, anyway. Who was teaching whom? They had all boned up on Dan's father's choicest pictures and advice for this orgy. Supposedly they would be way ahead of her! Yeah, Jeff mused, it looked that way...not!
The beautiful teacher, her head fairly cleared, knew who was boss at this point. She had known since Paul had a moment ago begun to tenderly kiss and caress her tits rather than maul them. And Phil's rigid young cock had never been anything but eager once she'd grown accustomed to its unnatural presence. Now Paul's thick rod was inciting rapidly mounting sensations in her loins and belly just when she'd wondered if it could ever happen again, and the other boy-cock was bringing her weird bliss in its sodomizing charges from behind. They were tamed, beaten, possessed, the licentiously overwhelming knowledge causing lecherous excitement to seize complete and infernal control over her once more. The vanquished was vanquishing the vanquishers, and now she would capture a third one!
The silver-haired beauty was soaring on the crest of her ungovernable insatiable carnality. They had hope to destroy her, she suspected, but instead, she had won, and against decisive odds! Every sensuous bodily entrance she possessed was filled with boy-cock, sweet, luscious boy-cock! With depraved delight, she undulated her rounded ass tirelessly and squeezed with both cuntal and rectal muscles at the hardened young members fucking with hot rhythm into her wetly receiving cavities. She listened to catch their boyish groans of subservience to her, while her lower twin mouths pulled vampirishly at their sweet young loins. With ardent hunger she began to suck at the jerking young cock in her upper mouth, her cheeks hollowing and bloating licentiously, delighting in the exploring of it with her fervently licking tongue, its tip probing serpent-like into the boyish slit in the turgid head. She sought and found his bloated balls, cupping them wantonly and beginning to caress and milk them with passionate fervor.
Aaahhhh, yesssss, this was all things! She was devoted, a slave to their tenderly unschooled and vibrant cocks in her mouth! All else was but inciting fuel to be fed to the hotbed of coals encompassing her debasing perversion! Just Okie's hot little bloated cock between her voraciously sucking lips and the knowledge that he would soon squirt his delicious nectar out for her to drink and swallow, piquant and dribbling down her throat to fill her belly, was really enough. All the rest was secondary! Now she would find her satiation as she could in no other way!
Jeff Connor could not help himself. Finding no place in the beautiful teacher to fill, he began hammering diligently at his own swollen young cock with lascivious, if anxious, excitement. Christ, he'd beat himself sore, but he couldn't stop! He gaped at Phil kneeling obscenely up behind the teacher's widespread asscheeks, his soaring cock disappearing like a piston right up her once tiny hole, and then the redhead began to lurch and spasm, his motion no longer even, and Jeff knew he was shooting his cum into her asshole! Christ! He wanted to cum, too! He had to!
Paul wanted to cry, his passion was that intense, plus he had suddenly grown up enough to know that he had wronged this incredible teacher all the way, every fucking bit of the way! She had never hurt him or any of them, only helped them each to a new experience. Wasn't that what a teacher was supposed to do?
"Man, oh man!" he heard Okie exclaim. "I'm going to blow it, Paul!"
"Yeah, okay, go ahead!" the new leader of the gang gasped, trying to reconcile his own situation. He was one straw away himself! What kind of woman was this? They had tried to play with her like a toy! Four little nine year olds and one ten year old, he thought with self-disgust. Oh, Christ, he had to cum! His lust-bloated cock and balls were killing him!
Oh God, yes! Kay's libidinous mind responded knowingly. She sensed Okie's fucking organ swelling abruptly in her mouth and she sucked it ravenously until it burst and he whinnied out, shuddering all over. It exploded to gush forth in thick streams of creamy pungent sperm shooting into her mouth and throat, her cheeks puffing and contracting as she swallowed in delight to keep from choking on the continual spurts issuing from it. She drank it down greedily in hungry gulps, fastening her lips tightly around the ejaculating shaft, prepared not to lose a single drop!
Finally he fell back from her, his shrinking boy-cock pulling from between her still sucking lips, a seepage of white cum oozing from the corners of her lovely mouth as she looked down at the now tamed face of their self-styled new leader who had, with the aid of the old leader, planned to destroy her. Both her rectum and belly were now filled with his and his buddy's cum. Every last one of them, even Jeff who had not been near her for quite awhile, lay in an exhausted heap, like a wild scattering of hewn logs!
She was exhausted herself, but she was not about to show them any weakness now.
"Well, I've run out of lovers, it seems," she said in as normal a voice as she could manage. She was dripping wet with perspiration and cum. It streamed down her body everywhere, and she was sore with the bruises of their childish roughness, but she picked herself off the mat with a supreme effort at coolness, trying to look as refreshed as though she had just had a good night's sleep! As a matter-of-fact, she did feel better and better as she dressed. All of the aches and pains seemed to be out on her surface somewhere and not really attached to her in any important way. Yes, emotionally she was as fit as she had ever been. She felt awake and alive and sure of herself.
She would forget Mr. Landsdowne or any other grown man from now on. There was no use trying, and for the first time, she didn't want to try anymore. She had no reason to try to be different. What was wrong with herself the way she was, she asked herself? By the time she was ready to leave, the boys had not so much as picked their naked bodies up off the mat.
"Paul," she said with the authority only a good teacher can have. "Please make sure everything is cleaned up before you leave. I'm not supposed to leave you here, but," she smiled, "it looks as though it will take you boys some time to recuperate."
"We'll take care of things, Miss Woodruff. Don't worry!" And she suspected that he would see to it. She doubted there was enough for him to do to please her now! "I will, of course, deny knowing you were here if you get caught, so hurry up!
"Sure," Paul told her with all the sweet assurance of his newly won heart. "We understand, don't we, you guys!"
His answer was a dead silence. His gang was almost asleep on the mat. Kay laughed and so he did, too. Then she turned and left, listening to him shaking the little boys awake behind her.
She closed the front doors of the school building after her and had almost reached the sidewalk in front of the school, when she automatically turned back to glance at the doors to be sure they had closed properly behind her so no one could get in.
There, just emerging from the bushes by the door was Ray Perkins!
They looked right into each other's eyes. It was rather difficult for him to avoid greeting her.
"Hi, Miss "Woodruff," he said weakly.
"Well, hello, Ray! How long have you been out here?" As he came running up to her, she said, "You missed quite a party!"
"I...I know," he said. She could see that his young cheeks had been well stained with tears.
"You...you didn't come?"
"I...I couldn't, Miss Woodruff," he blurted. "I...I had to wait to be sure you were all right!"
My hero, Kay thought ruefully! Well, there was nothing he could have done about it anyway. Now she was glad that he couldn't, but she didn't say that. "Got time for a coke? she asked him.
The little boy's eyes widened. "A . . .at your...place?" he asked half in astonishment and half in hope.
"My place," she laughed. "You bet my place...little lover!"